In January our beloved cat (11 years old) Stewie died and in August our wiener dog Frodo (15 years old) died. Both were the best dog and cat we have ever had.

It's the right thing to do, but it's damnably hard.

I wish you strength.

hugs to you and Daisy

she had someone like to take care of her all of the good 14 years you had her.

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.
There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....

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I am so sorry for your loss. My babies will get an extra hug tonight.

Rainbow bridge. :hugs:

It's a pity no one will do it for us when hope for a recovery is gone.

I'm in the countdown phase for a blind 21 year old cat with renal disease. As soon as she tells me it hurts, off she'll go.

She's my last kitty. It will be very lonely without the thunder of four feet followed by a smash.

Hug Daisy with all your might tonight. We want them to live forever. We just don't want them to live forever in pain.

We had to do the very same for our baby last February. I want you to know that I am sending you wishes of love and grace for you and Daisy.

Love her forever tonite.

...and the amazing bond and journey you've had.

We lost our 14-year old dog several months ago, and made the same humane, but difficult choice you're facing. Tomorrow is going to be hard, but it helped us to sit with the vet and reminisce about our guy. I can never thank her enough for being willing to do that.

The only thing that makes life worth living

Very sweet tribute.

The love will always remain.

Hugging my labrador tonight. Sweet guy.

Hugs to Daisy, you, and your family

It's so hard to let them go even when you know it's the right thing to do. I took my 15 year old girl last Sunday and it hurts. The family came over to say goodby and since her appetite for human food was still good, she got lots of treats. They always break your heart in the end but they're so worth it.

Our golden was diagnosed last Monday with stage IV lymphoma. It was an awful week for my family. Best wishes for you and Daisy.

had never considered myself a dog person, but that dog taught me so much about love. It was a humbling experience.

loving home you gave her. It doesn't help much, I'll admit.

My little princess, Bastet, got a bit of tuna with cheddar cheese on top.

Peace be with you ...

SHe's a lucky girl to have you.

It flashed in my eye above the other DU titles. Who doesn't know what that means, without reading the post? What dog lover's heart does not simply stop. Read this. I did. Now I love Daisy, too.

And I just hugged Nick-Nick. Again. I hugged him before I read your post, too.

precious.

Godspeed. You have a tough day ahead of you tomorrow.

Prayers for you and yours.

an extra hug tonight.

This is the most precious time you will have with her. You fulfilled the promise of a forever home. She was loved.

love can hurt so much. I will hug my boys extra close tonight.

I love you Daisy

It truly sucks.
Would love to see a picture of her if you'e like to share.

Just remember as much as she enriched your life, you enriched hers.

until we get to join them. Give Daisy a kiss for me. When I had to put Spencer down I cried from August until October & couldn't stand it anymore so I went to the animal shelter & adopted the cutest little dog. Missy wasn't meant to replace Spencer, but she sure helped me through a very difficult & dark stage of my life. My heart goes out to you & Daisy.

that I went with a good friend to be with her and her baby, Jenny, for her last moments so that she would know that we loved her. I still cry when I think about it - she was such a good friend. Now I am crying for Daisy and her humans.

Blessings (in whatever form acceptable) to you and Daisy and may her transition be swift and gentle.

from me and Jake and Luna.

They're lying with me now waiting for their bedtime treats. I'll give them extras tonight, and be thinking of you.

Are you giving her a special breakfast?

I was just snuggling with my cat that found my yard at the beginning of the year, telling him that I really did love him. And that's coming from a dog person.

with a cat named Daisy, and she lived to be 18. It was the saddest day when we had to put her down, and I regret that you will be feeling that same pain. Best to you. Remember she own't be in pain or suffering anymore. It's so much more difficult for you, but she will be in peace and you are giving her a gift.

Our pets are part of the family. So sorry for your loss. My heart aches just thinking about it.

Please remember, this heavy feeling gets lighter with other interests and maybe even another dog, even a puppy.

They fill our lives with so much fun and joy.

Sweet puppy dreams, running around in the sunshine. You will always be loved.

This tears me up. I whispered into my boy Lance's ear as he died in my arms last May. He had been deaf for years, but I wished him sweet dreams, where he felt no pain, he could hear everything, there was lots to eat and his Daddy would love him forever.....dammit, it hurt to love these little guys. But I can't help it.

Why oh why couldn't they live as long as we do? If you have human kids, at least they outlive you.

Peace and comfort to you, NuclearDem. Daisy loves you.

I wish I were home to kiss my Layla in Daisy's honor right now. Dogs are our angels.

you are doing the right thing it still hurts.

And I just shed a few tears now ... you know she is at peace, & she'll be in your heart forever.

On one hand you don't want them to suffer any more and the other says just one more day.
We had to put our little girl to sleep a year and a half ago and our beautiful funny boy is near his time now. I know what you are going through and hope the good memories prevail over the pain of loss eventually.

Our furry babies, we love them so much. They fill our hearts, don't they?....

Snuggling my Shrimpybooboobaby. Again.

she had 4 mast cell tumors removed 2 weeks ago. not a lot that can be done for her. just enjoy her sweet snuggles while she is still feeling ok.

good on you for doing the right thing. it upsets me so when people cannot see that it is time. or dont have the nerve.

Having gone through this so many times over my six decades, my bottom line is no suffering; as long as life is more good than bad you hang on. But no suffering. A couple of times the decision was made for me; a couple of times I had to make it for the dog. Either way it's very, very hard. But you had your girl for a long time, and as you stated, she had a good life and was loved. How lucky for all of you/

i am so sorry for the loss of your friend both my kitties are old ladies now, so they get spoiled rotten, but i'll give them extra treats tonight for daisy.

Where To Bury A Dog

There are various places within which a dog may be buried. We are thinking now of a setter, whose coat was flame in the sunshine, and who, so far as we are aware, never entertained a mean or an unworthy thought. This setter is buried beneath a cherry tree, under four feet of garden loam, and at its proper season the cherry strews petals on the green lawn of his grave. Beneath a cherry tree, or an apple, or any flowering shrub of the garden, is an excellent place to bury a good dog. Beneath such trees, such shrubs, he slept in the drowsy summer, or gnawed at a flavorous bone, or lifted head to challenge some strange intruder. These are good places, in life or in death. Yet it is a small matter, and it touches sentiment more than anything else.

For if the dog be well remembered, if sometimes he leaps through your dreams actual as in life, eyes kindling, questing, asking, laughing, begging, it matters not at all where that dog sleeps at long and at last. On a hill where the wind is unrebuked and the trees are roaring, or beside a stream he knew in puppyhood, or somewhere in the flatness of a pasture land, where most exhilarating cattle graze. It is all one to the dog, and all one to you, and nothing is gained, and nothing lost -- if memory lives. But there is one best place to bury a dog. One place that is best of all.

If you bury him in this spot, the secret of which you must already have, he will come to you when you call -- come to you over the grim, dim frontiers of death, and down the well-remembered path, and to your side again. And though you call a dozen living dogs to heel they should not growl at him, nor resent his coming, for he is yours and he belongs there.

People may scoff at you, who see no lightest blade of grass bent by his footfall, who hear no whimper pitched too fine for mere audition, people who may never really have had a dog. Smile at them then, for you shall know something that is hidden from them, and which is well worth the knowing.

The one best place to bury a good dog is in the heart of his master.

by Ben Hur Lampman

I think you will like it here.

I am going to hug my Marnie as you requested right now. RIP Daisy.

Any dog who lives to the age of 14, and spends that time with loving caring people is indeed lucky. She was fortunate enough to be cared for by people who were willing to give her the last gift that a good pet can get. A peaceful death with her master close. She will always live in your heart.
You were fortunate to have had a dog like her, and she was fortunate to have a caring master like you. I wish you both peace.

hard to define, hard to replace. Holes in your heart for awhile. I still think about my pets. You'll still see Daisy in the shadows and in the edges of your life.

Sorry for your loss.

That's so hard to do. Sat with 2 best dog friends through their passing. There's got to be a dog park heaven where our buddies can run and play.

are done, you will be greeted by love and adoration. That is what animals do for us. May time give you peace. Hugs.

and all twelve of my kids!

I petted my beautiful black and white kitty Figaro today while he was resting. He flicked his tail to show he was happy. I am the person he owns and I am completely surprised to be owned by a cat after being a dog person for decades.

He is still young. He's three and a half. I hope he lives a long happy life. He's mostly outdoors and has two acres to roam on.

He doesn't talk much, and he doesn't walk on me. He likes to sit a couple of feet away from me and be companionable.

i had to put my cat Chewie down two years ago, and i still miss her. i did not want her to suffer, but it was still hard to let her go. a big for you.

I know how painful this is.

Blessings.

Both of my shelties are senior citizens now. I think I'll go give them some extra hugs and treats and tell them the love and the Pupperoni are in memory of Daisy.

came to us at age 3 1/2 and lived to 16 1/2. He developed cancer in his snout and there wasn't anything we could do for him so the dreadful decision was made. I held him in my arms on his back and kissed his little nose while our eyes were fixed on each others. I whispered how much I loved him and hoped he would somehow come back to us. At his last breath I felt his body go limp and the vet allowed my wife and I some time alone with him at which time we wrapped him in his favorite blanket. When the assistant came back with a small box she was crying. The vet knew Toto for around 8 yrs. We brought him home and buried him in his fav spot in the back yard.

Losing a furbaby is traumatic and I sympathize with you and your families loss.

Good night, Daisy.

I've been sad today, because my sister's dog, who had lived at my parents' next door for several years now, passed last night. She was very old (around 18) and had cancer. Such a good dog, so sweet.

I always cry reading about the Rainbow Bridge, because I have lots of friends waiting for me there. We'll all be together again someday.

We had to euthanize one of our cats a few years ago. He was just an old stray without a pedigree who wandered in one day and stayed but he was everyone's friend. After 12 years, his picture is still on the bookshelf and I never sanded down the place where he liked to scratch on one of the back porch columns.

Daisy really is better off -- you did the right thing.

We recently lost our terrier. She'd been declining but only had one bad day. I'd decided to take her the next morning. She did me one last solid that night - barked to go out, wandered down to her favorite sun bathing spot, laid down, and died. Saved me the agony of taking her in.

Best wishes

God this is one of the hardest things about having critters around in your life.

I wish we could relieve human suffering at the end of life the way we're allowed to with the animals we love. Surely the humans and elders we love deserve the same gentle, painless passage.

Sounds like Daisy was loved to the very last moment - and still at THIS moment.

Lot of us with you, NuclearDem. You do not mourn alone.